Boom!
Garen hit the air in front of the man with both arms, as if hitting a transparent wall, firmly blocked. Some tiny transparent fragments seemed to be splashed out in the air, making a crisp sound.
Garen's distorted face was flushed red. He took a deep breath fiercely, and the muscles all over his body suddenly swelled, from a height of 1.78 meters to more than 2 meters in an instant. His arms were like iron tongs, and he clamped them frantically.
"Roar!!"
With a click, the transparent barrier in front of the man suddenly broke. The blue and black arms like steel pillars cut towards the man's neck.
A weird scene appeared, Garen's arms cut across the man's neck without any hindrance, but he didn't feel like touching the body at all.
What was cut off was actually only an afterimage. On the open space not far away, the figure of the man slowly emerged.
"Did brother only teach you this little thing?" He raised his chin slightly, with a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes. "When I heard the report from the following, saying that you killed a few Psychics, I thought I could see my brother's Yongye Xingchen again. I didn't expect it to be a waste."
"Who do you call trash?!" Garen narrowed his eyes, and his muscles expanded and contracted with every breath, like a real giant elephant with a huge throughput. His voice was deep and powerful, constantly echoing in the nearby air.
He stood in the open space, his body showing an unnatural purple-black color.
"Since it's a trash without talent, then I should take back my brother's things." The man stretched out his hand and pointed lightly at Garen.
call!
An invisible force suddenly crushed Garen. Like a solidified glue.
Garen suddenly felt unable to move his whole body.
"Want to imprison me?" A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slammed his arms and elbows to the sides.
There was a crisp click.
The man's complexion changed slightly.
"Just a mortal." With a flick of his finger, another invisible force pressed on Garen.
boom!
With Garen as the center, within a range of more than ten meters around, a huge ball of coagulation force field instantly formed, sand and gravel weeds on the ground, dandelion seeds floating in the air, dust falling from the stone wall, and a few pieces of Withered yellow leaves blown by the wind.
Everything is frozen and still.
Garen stood in the very center, his muscles and blood vessels throbbing one after another. His heart was squeezing the blood frantically, and the blood vessels in his whole body seemed to explode. The invisible pressure from the outside world was fighting against the incomparably powerful heart.
zzz
His skin was gradually tightened by the squeezing force, as if his heart was about to explode, a slight tingling pain gradually came from his left chest. That's a sign the heart is overwhelmed too.
The huge and incomparably huge pressure was firmly pressed on him, and he couldn't even breathe the air, and his face gradually turned purple.
"It's over." The man withdrew his index finger and walked slowly towards Garen. "Like a worm solidified in amber, it's pathetic."
Click!
Suddenly, a look of astonishment appeared on his face. "You actually broke the double floating finger!?!"
boom! !
All the coagulation force fields around Garen were completely shattered, and he felt the power of his whole body erupting like a volcano instantly, his eyes darkened slightly, and the muscles on his body felt tearing pain.
He lowered his head and saw the necklace on his chest slowly floating out of his clothes, hanging in front of him. A line of text is clearly displayed on the top.
'Enggolia, The Third Ritual of Life—Asylum. '
"Yongye Xingchen. It really is on you. I never thought that my brother would put this thing on you." The man lifted his cloak at once, revealing a head of jet-black hair that was as long as seaweed. His eyes were fixed on the necklace, and this necklace, shaped like an open book, was what he was looking for.
"It's such a waste to put this kind of treasure on you." He slowly stretched out his hand and shook it against Garen.
Boom!
Garen wanted to avoid it, but just two steps out of the way, he felt a sudden blackness in front of his eyes, as if a big hand clamped tightly around his neck, preventing him from breathing.
"The gap in strength is too great!!" Anger and disappointment were mixed in his heart. "But there is still hope!!" He clasped the big transparent hand in front of him tightly with both hands, trying to break free. His attention fell on the light red skill bar below his field of vision.
In the column of Giant Elephant Secret Martial Arts in the skill column, the two translucent fuzzy handwriting that exploded are slowly becoming clearer and clearer.
His body has a premonition that when this giant elephant secret weapon reaches the strongest explosion level, it will definitely undergo earth-shaking and terrifying changes compared to now. The strength can definitely increase a lot.
"Damn it! Hurry up!" Garen's face showed some tiny red blood spots due to the excessive explosion.
At this time, the man in the black cloak had already walked in front of him, reaching out and gently grabbing the necklace.
"Eternal night and stars, belong to me."
Boom! !
Suddenly, a bluish-black fist hit him hard on the right face.
Garen finally broke free from the control of the giant hand of thought power, and punched hard.
"I got you!"
He stepped over a few steps, roared wildly, grabbed the man in black who was still staggering and hit him with a knee.
Click! There seemed to be a sound of rocks breaking from the man's body, and he bent over and couldn't move.
Garen gave another uppercut, hitting the man's left chest hard at the heart.
"It's really sad." The man's voice came from nowhere.
A huge force slammed into the back of Garen's head from behind.
Boom!
He shuddered and froze in place. His eyes turned black for a while, his body was numb and weak, and he couldn't control his body anymore.
The man in black caught by him in front of him gradually dissipated and turned into a large khaki stone.
"A mere hallucinogenic force field. Has it reached the brink of collapse?"
The man's voice came slowly from behind.
"From the first time you saw me, you were indulging in hallucinations, thinking that I was madly attacking the stone wall."
Garen turned around with difficulty, staring at the man in black who was still standing there without moving.
"who are you!?!"
"Me?" The man chuckled, "My name is Xen Fran. Poor mortal, you don't even have the right to look at me directly. In fact, I have always stood behind you and haven't changed."
Garen's eyes suddenly blurred, and he lost the figure of the man again. He turned around abruptly, and saw that the man was standing less than one meter behind him, smiling at him with a cold face.
Boom! !
With another flash in front of his eyes, he was shocked to find that he was still standing in the original position without moving at all. His right fist was hitting his left chest fiercely, and there were waves of severe tingling pains coming from his heart.
With a muffled bang, Garen felt a pain in the back of his head, and his whole body fell forward weakly to the ground, with a boot turning his head upside down.
"Your teacher once licked my boots and begged me to let you go. If you lick it too, maybe I'll let you go when I'm in a good mood?" The man's voice came with a hint of a smile.
The boots rubbed against Garen's face. Garen's face was covered with plaster and grass clippings, and there was still a bit of mud.
"Oh!!" He stood up abruptly and punched the opponent.
Boom!
Garen was thrown flying all at once, hitting the rock wall, causing several pieces of rubble to fall from above and hit him. Every bone in his body hurts, and he is almost on the verge of collapse.
The figure walked slowly to him again, only a pair of boots with dark gold patterns could be seen.
"Die!" Garen stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's feet.
Boom!
It kicked him hard on the waist again, with a crackling sound, as if some bone in his waist was broken.
"It's stupid for Gego to waste time on you for a piece of trash like you."
"A mortal without talent will always be a waste no matter how long it takes."
Garen was speechless.
"If this continues, I will die!"
He felt weaker and weaker, more and more tired and wanted to sleep.
"I can't help it. Next time I see you, I will kill you!!" Garen stared at the blurry figure in front of him, his heart became calmer, and he remembered that cold and handsome face in his heart.
He didn't expect that the other party was so much stronger than him, and he was simply powerless to resist! From the beginning to the end, he didn't know whether he had met the other party or not. It was his mistake not to figure out whether the opponent was an enemy or a friend, and the strength gap between the two parties.
Xian Fran... the name was deeply engraved in his heart.
It was weird, he should have been angry, but all he had was calm. He could vaguely feel that the other party didn't really intend to kill him.
"Let's take a gamble." He slowly closed his eyes. Anyway, the eyes can't see clearly. The muscles of the whole body began to tremble slowly, shrinking. It quickly returned from a huge body to a normal figure.
A simple turtle-breathing suspended animation method that he had seen in the library of the martial arts school was slowly used by him.
This is the first time he uses this method, it is a very simple method, it can only be called a small skill. It belongs to one of the application skills of giant elephant secret martial arts, and it is a life-saving trick experimented by the predecessors in front.
I saw it at the time, and he wrote it down as a contingency, maybe it can be used to save his life at any time. Anyway, simple, just a little trick to adjust breathing. Didn't think it would be possible to use it now.
Imagine that the remaining power and blood in the whole body are slowly loosening, and all slowly flow to the brain and heart to quiet down.
Then I don't know anything.
Xen Fran stepped on Garen's head and looked up at the crescent moon that had just burst out of the cumulus clouds.
"That's death?" He kicked Garen again with a bored expression. "Life is fragile."
He took off the Eternal Night Star Necklace from Garen's neck, and gently put it into his arms. Zanfran put on his cloak again, hiding his whole body under the black cloth.
A gust of wind blew by, raising the hem of the cloak slightly.
He took one last look at Garen on the ground. A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes. Turning around and stepping a little, like a night bird, it disappeared into the forest and disappeared.
The moment he had just left, a vague black figure slowly walked to Garen's side.
"Xian Fran, hey, do you think this can fool everyone?"
(end of this chapter)